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Feng Qingyan was on the Soul Restoration Cliff, and he didn't see Meng Po for a long time, so he said, "Where is Meng Po?"

"The old man is here, meet the Son of Heaven. ”

At this time, a figure changed from virtual to real, it was the Meng Po who was transformed by the goddess of the day. Her face was wrinkled, ugly and vicious, and her body was very rickety, and she bowed down or not.

"Where's the ecstasy soup, why don't you boil it?" Feng Qingyan asked.

"Back to the Son of Heaven, the old body is still short of an iron pot. Meng Po said lightly, trying to look up at the falling human tears, as if she felt sorry and said, "Tsk, a lot of tears, wasted ......"

"Iron pot?" Feng Qingyan frowned.

"To make ecstasy soup, you need a big iron pot, otherwise the old body can't boil it. Meng Po shook her head and said, those clear eyes were already a little cloudy, "It's a pity that the old body has traveled all over the underworld and has not found an iron pot." ”

"You can look for it in the world. Feng Qingyan said.

"Back to the Son of Heaven, this iron pot is not an ordinary iron pot, not the kind used by ordinary people. Meng Po smiled and said, her laughter was a little sharp, and it was very ugly.

"What kind of iron pot do you need?" Feng Qingyan asked.

"What kind of iron pot it is, the old body can't tell for a while. Meng Po shook her head, thought for a while and said, "However, as long as the old body sees it, he will know if it is it." ”

"Ordinary iron pots can't work?" Feng Qingyan said with a frown.

"No, I can't. Meng Po said.

"In that case, then you should go to the human world and look for it. "Feng Qingyan has no choice, and he doesn't know what kind of iron pot it is, so he can't help Meng Po.

Meng Po nodded and said, "The old body is going now." ”

"Go and go back quickly, don't delay. Feng Qingyan admonished.

"Hehe, please rest assured, the old body is still reluctant to waste these tears?" Meng Po looked at the tears that fell from the world and said, after bowing to Feng Qingyan, she immediately rushed to the world.

With the Son of Heaven's order, she doesn't need to report to Yama.

In a moment, she had already come to the Ghost Gate Pass and said, "The old body was ordered by the Son of Heaven to go to the world to find an iron pot for boiling soup. ”

Boom -

The ghost door opens.

Meng Po walked up, and when she walked out to the stone platform, the sixteen ghost generals who guarded the ghost gate immediately saluted and said, "Meet Meng Po." ”

"Hey, hey. ”

Meng Po stopped, glanced at the sixteen ghost generals, and disappeared into the ghost gate.

When she reappeared, she was already in the world.

"This world is really beautiful, but it's a pity that there are too many loves and hatreds. She shook her head, and a cane appeared in her hand, and she trembled down the street.

Not long after walking, she saw a woman crying on the side of the street.

"How good these tears are, they are a good ingredient for making ecstasy soup. Meng Po walked up, reached out to catch a tear, and tasted it with her tongue.

She tasted the taste of "love".

"Little girl, why are you crying so sadly?"

She asked with a smile on her face, trying to show that she was amiable, but her appearance was so ugly that she looked eerie and vicious.

But at this time, the little girl was crying sadly and did not notice.

"He doesn't love me anymore. The little girl cried.

"Man, if there is no good thing, it should be destroyed. Meng Po said suddenly, and then she frowned, as if she ......

Then, she shook her head and said, "Little girl, the old body lends you a few tears, don't you mind?"

The little girl was stunned for a moment, and when she saw her appearance, she was suddenly startled.

"Hehe, don't be afraid, the old body is not a bad person, the old body just wants to borrow a few tears from you. Meng Bo said with a smile, which made the face even more eerie and terrifying, and frightened the little girl's face turned pale and she retreated step by step.

"You, you, no, don't come here. The little girl said fearfully.

"What a pure tear. ”

At this time, Meng Po was collecting the tears shed by the little girl, and sighed: "One drop of your love tears can be worth ten drops of others, and a hundred drops ......"

When Meng Po received nine drops, she turned and left.

For one person, nine tears are enough, and no matter how much it is, it will have no effect, because it is an extreme number. The number starts from one, stands at three, becomes five, flourishes at seven, and is at nine. So, after taking nine drops, you can't take any more.

And at this time, the little girl was stunned, why was the ugly old woman gone?

Meng Po went all the way down to find her iron pot.

As for collecting all kinds of tears, it's just incidental, although there are human tears dripping on the Soul Restoration Cliff, but after passing through the soil layer and time and space, it is still not so pure.

It takes a lot of effort to make ecstasy soup with so many tears.

As time passed, Meng Po collected more and more tears, including almost all kinds of tears in the world......

And her eyes slowly clouded.

She walked through streets, cities, and mountains......

However, she still did not look for her iron pot, so she sat by the river, looked at the tear in her palm, and asked, "Tears, tears, where is the iron pot?"

The tear in her palm seemed to be a tear, but it was made up of countless tears. With each tear she collects, it melts into it, but she doesn't see it grow in size.

Meng Po saw that the tears in her palm did not react, so she frowned, making her face so vicious. Then, as if she had figured out something, she continued to collect tears, and when there were all kinds of tears, perhaps it would take her to find the iron pot.

Since then, there has been an old woman in the world who collects tears, she is very mysterious, she does not know where she came from and where she is going.

I saw her, constantly collecting tears, but I didn't see that the tears were growing, and they were always only the size of a drop......

And when Meng Po went to the world, Feng Qingyan returned to the world of Xushan Mountain.

"Yama, send them back to the human world. ”

At this time, Feng Qingyan appeared in the Yama Hall and said to Yama, who was dealing with the affairs of the underworld.

When Yama heard this, he picked up the book of life and death, looked at it, and said, "The deity, it's okay to send them back to the world, but there is one person who can't. ”

"Who?" Feng Qingyan asked.

"Li Jing. Yama closed the book of life and death, in fact, he had already noticed that he would deal with everything related to the Son of Heaven first.

"Why?" Feng Qingyan asked.

"Because Li Jing is the maid of the deity, she should naturally serve by the deity's side. Yama muttered and said, "The moment she became a maid of the deity, her fate had already changed. ”

Feng Qingyan frowned for a moment, and then he was relieved.

Li Jing, as his maid of the Yin Emperor, actually hasn't returned to the yang, and there is not much difference. And the maid beside Yin Tianzi, how could she be an ordinary ghost?

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